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the shade of an whispering spirit came crying to my bed its cold dead lips have cursed me and brought me endless pain my flesh is getting colder years p*ssed in just one night restlessly i’m wandering as a phantom preparing for my death

i kissed her neck and she grasped for me her face so pale as she looked at me her blood in me, she’s a part of me a dance in shades and she embraced me how sweet she was while i sipped her blood how loud she cried as she fell down to dust

in the bright shine of the moonlight i fly above the ocean that will capture her soul